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*shaka*
*shaka*
*shaka*
*boomboom*

I totally got an A+! Like, TOTALLY! Like, CLEARLY NOT IN ENGLISH CLASS!

No, it was my first photography project!

*bounce* *bounce* *bounce*
*bounce* *bounce* *bounce*
*bounce* *bounce* *bounce*

I had to turn in two prints and my contact sheets. The theme was, "The Places We Live." I'd show you the prints but one of them is hanging in the second floor project display, so I'll have to wait until I get it back.

YAY! :) :) :)

Below is a list of all the films nominated for a Best Picture Academy Award since 1944 (with the winning picture at the top of the list for each year, with the exception of 2006).

Bold the ones you've seen.


( movies........ )

Usually her alter-ego is Cassie, but today she's walking around with her backpack and telling us her name is Kylee. It's really strange calling my short little 3-year-old the name of an actual adult I know who is much, much taller and doesn't wear nearly as much bright pink.

Speaking of name-switching, Hey Heather! Remember the monkey you gave her, that she named Lucy? Lucy is now Mitzi. I don't know why, but Mitzi really does fit much better. Her new baby doll that I got her at the Purple Pelican is named Chelsea 2, to differentiate her from Chelsea 1, that she lost a week ago.

Now she's investigating Greg's bellybutton for lint. I'm going to get a t-shirt made that says LINT PATROL on it. She's so curious about bodies. If you say you're feeling sick, she'll come over, make you open your mouth, peer inside, and say in a very solemn voice, "Yessss. I see it."

Oh, and this is reminding me, I forgot to relay this great conversation between Miles and I, while I was giving him a bath the other night:

"Did I get water in your eyes? Are you okay?"

"I'm okay. But I have water in my nose."

"How did you get water up your nose?"

"Well, see, I put my finger up there, and then I was feeling around, and this
booger was REALLY BIG, and I thought it was a booger, but then I wasn't sure,
and so I was trying to get it out, but then WOOPS, it wasn't a booger, it was
just my nose."

I think that would make a great book title: It Wasn't a Booger, It Was Just My Nose. The gripping, forthcoming autobiography of Miles Gregory Titus.

I had a dream last night that someone who I know loathes me (as thoroughly as anyone could) was really kind to me. What was so sad was that even in the dream I was kind of heartbroken, like something in me knew the whole scene would never really happen if it wasn't inside my own head in the deep safety of night. But in the dream I kept talking anyway like it was, and it was so nice. It was peaceful.

My text message conversation with Michelle an hour ago was ducking hilarious:

shellynoir: World's ugliest parking garage. Third and pine. It's getting torn down soon.

cheesepuppet: If they're tearing it down just because it's ugly then they'll have a lot of other buildings on the list.

shellynoir: I think it's the price of seismic retrofitting that's the deciding factor, actually.

cheesepuppet: I love that someone just texted me the phrase, "seismic retrofitting". It's just so not text-friendly.

shellynoir: I have to teach my cell phone twenty ducking words every gorram day.

cheesepuppet *laugh* Twenty ducking you say?

shellynoir: You watch your ducking mouth, young lady!

cheesepuppet: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Packages went out yesterday to:

Meg (box of wonderment!)
Tasha (box of extra special delightfulness!)
Katie (t-shirts I owe you)
Eli (book I owe you)

Packages are in development for:

Angie (baby stuff!)
Heidi (the book I owe you! i can't find it!)

I took this at Olmstead State Park here in Ellensburg, during a class field trip. This is my first print from this negative. I'm going to try it again, maybe see if burning the sky a bit brings out the clouds.

None of the photos from this trip are for handing in, they're just for us to practice printing, which I'm having fun doing. At the same time, I can tell you that darkroom photography isn't my thing anymore. It was in high school, but now, well, I'm just too impatient. I practically get cramps when I think about all the details. And the expense! One box of photo paper is over $60, and I'm going through that stuff like crazy. What takes tons of time and resources to do with one photo in the darkroom I can do at home on my computer in about ten minutes.

Yeah yeah yeah, I'll take some cheese with my whine.